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Thanks goes to Waterfall for beta-reading.
School Reunion
The laughter pulled him out to the Quidditch pitch, which was covered in a thick blanket of snow. People in old House skarves, red, blue, yellow, even some green, were running around like small children.
A snowball fight.
He hesitated, then squared his shoulders and walked purposefully over to the middle of the fray, where he cleared his throat.
Everybody stopped. A man with green eyes turned around to look at him, studied him, measured him.
"Malfoy."
"Potter." A pause where everyone held their breath. "May I join you?"
A wide grin spread across Potter's face. "Of course."